"Only one."
"A man?"
"A gentleman."
"How did you find out he was a gentleman?"
"Yer can't be mistook between a man and a gent. You're a gent; Mr. Tucker's another."
"Much obliged, Sophy," said Bob.
"What is the name of the gentleman patient, Sophy?"
"He didn't 'ave none that I know of. I 'eered the greengrocer's boy say to Crawley once, 'Ow's Number One, Mr. Crawley?' That's how I got to know 'ow he was called, and what the keeper's name was. I couldn't arks nothink, of course, 'cause I was deaf and dumb. 'Same as ever,' said Crawley to the boy, 'mem'ry quite gone.'"
"Poor fellow! There is no doubt, I suppose, about his being mad?"
"I don't know about that. He never did nothink, and 'ardly ever spoke a word. But he was very kind to me, and I was very sorry for 'im. He'd put 'is 'and on my 'ead, and smooth my 'air, and look at me pitiful like, with tears in 'is eyes which made 'em come into mine."